Name: Odesia Ursa
Alias: "XXI"
Faction: Independent; Blade of the First Order
Rank: Knight
Species: Human/Sith Hybrid
Homeworld: Unknown
Age: 24
Sex: Male
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 140 lbs
Eyes: Heterochromia Iridum (Right Eye: Green) (Left Eye: Pale Yellow)
Hair: Brown
Skin: Fair
Force Sensitive: Yes
Strengths & Weaknesses
Biography:
Most tend to believe they have a choice in life; children look upon the galaxy, the greater beyond of possibilities with the hope of achieving a dream. Odesia Ursa never received the chance, nor any semblance of a reality where striving for ambition was encouraged. His life was instead one of confusion, pain, and being controlled. Raised by a "father" only treating the boy as an asset, Odesia quickly came to the realization that life wasn't fair - that there was only bleakness upon the horizon as each day died to the rising of the night sky, the moon becoming a faceless onlooker to the horrors brought upon the slave-child after each of his failures; unspeakable were the crimes done to his flesh, and further down did his heart sink into an abyss of existential ambiguity. For years this endured, and for many more blistering sun-scorched days hope became a farther, more foreign concept.
Never knowing the loving touch of a mother, never knowing the possibility of a life padded with mundane normalcy, Odesia accepted this perspective of life as the only factual evidence of what was to come. There are no moments of lucidity to recollect, for all memories blurred together into a repetitious slideshow of the same moments over and over again. Every life forced upon his hands, only to be ended without knowing why he needed to kill. Every family broken of his own volition, every trinket and heirloom taken by force.
His very soul, his heart eclipsed by a more baser need to simply survive.
That is all there was, and all there is to be.
Ship: N/A
Kills: N/A
Bounties Collected: N/A
Role-plays: N/A
Alias: "XXI"
Faction: Independent; Blade of the First Order
Rank: Knight
Species: Human/Sith Hybrid
Homeworld: Unknown
Age: 24
Sex: Male
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 140 lbs
Eyes: Heterochromia Iridum (Right Eye: Green) (Left Eye: Pale Yellow)
Hair: Brown
Skin: Fair
Force Sensitive: Yes
- +/- Symbiotic: Due to partial Sith heritage, Odesia can directly draw upon the dark side of the Force, able to leech sustenance from it and regenerate minor wounds and internal trauma; however, because of his hybridization of both Sith and Human DNA, it is already beginning to break down his body slowly on a cellular level. It is unknown how long this process will take, but in enough time, his own body will not be able to function properly.
- + Broken Home: Years of neglect, physical abuse, and little ambition to surpass a distorted upbringing have molded Odesia into a pragmatic, yet cold individual, willing to endure anything thrown his way with little regard for the difficulty imposed upon him by obstacle and opponent alike. While hardened and more resolute in a sense, Odesia is undeniably subservient towards his own agenda, regardless if it lacks logic or a plan for self-preservation.
- - Milquetoast: While bearing exceptional connection to the Force, Odesia's diluted blood and genetics have watered down his capacity to be as proficient when compared to his Pureblood cousins. Because of this deficiency, he often relies on a more physical approach when confronted with combative scenarios; yet even in that regard, he is considerably less anatomically intimidating and lacks the ability to overwhelm opponents through strength, thus resorting to chancing upon agility and taking advantage of his smaller frame along with sheer willpower.
- - Mute: After years of enduring the extremes of abuse and suffering from PTSD since an early age, Odesia has developed a psychosomatic disorder in the form of mutism. While physically unable to utter words, he is able to telepathically communicate, though he will rarely do so unless being confronted by someone of notable importance.
Biography:
Most tend to believe they have a choice in life; children look upon the galaxy, the greater beyond of possibilities with the hope of achieving a dream. Odesia Ursa never received the chance, nor any semblance of a reality where striving for ambition was encouraged. His life was instead one of confusion, pain, and being controlled. Raised by a "father" only treating the boy as an asset, Odesia quickly came to the realization that life wasn't fair - that there was only bleakness upon the horizon as each day died to the rising of the night sky, the moon becoming a faceless onlooker to the horrors brought upon the slave-child after each of his failures; unspeakable were the crimes done to his flesh, and further down did his heart sink into an abyss of existential ambiguity. For years this endured, and for many more blistering sun-scorched days hope became a farther, more foreign concept.
Never knowing the loving touch of a mother, never knowing the possibility of a life padded with mundane normalcy, Odesia accepted this perspective of life as the only factual evidence of what was to come. There are no moments of lucidity to recollect, for all memories blurred together into a repetitious slideshow of the same moments over and over again. Every life forced upon his hands, only to be ended without knowing why he needed to kill. Every family broken of his own volition, every trinket and heirloom taken by force.
His very soul, his heart eclipsed by a more baser need to simply survive.
That is all there was, and all there is to be.
Ship: N/A
Kills: N/A
Bounties Collected: N/A
Role-plays: N/A
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